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596 · Sep 2013
resin hits
Jake J Sep 2013
I sit in bed, taking resin hits from my bowl
This bowl is the one that my dad once stole
Why must I feel such anxiety?
Especially when I'm only smoking ****
But now it doesn't matter
because the door is closed
*and the windows are shattered
298 · Feb 2014
Untitled
Jake J Feb 2014
The Stars have twinkled; the stars have shone.

The stars are dead, and we're all alone.

— The End —